Teen Poetry #9 |
No one to care... but her |
madelyn Member
since 2009-09-03
Posts 172Purgatory |
Dedicated to MT you know who you are... I sit At a table All by myself No one is kind to me No one is friendly to me No one knows me No one shares jokes with me and talks to me No one to snort and cackle with At each other’s stupid jokes. Then I see her The girl who hates me A short little child Always hurting me She struts up to me And steals my happiness Get you fat butt off my chair She says as the other girl giggle I stare at her What cant you talk? Are you a mule? She asks me I ask her Don't you mean mute? She stares at me You’re not a flipping TV are you? I struggle to contain my laughter She notices She grabs my desk. With my books and things On it Throws my belongings halfway across the room And sits on my desk I call to the teacher He doesn’t even look up Too bad So sad She chants While the others giggle I stand Look around Everyone Stares up at me I look at the teacher Ignoring what she has just done Does no one care? I have reached my limit I run out of the classroom Down the hall Into the bathroom And lock myself in a cubicle And cry ‘Stupid girl’ I say to myself ‘You’ve made them worry’ So after five minutes I stand And walk to my classroom The lesson is still on as if I haven’t left I gather my things, Pack up my bag. Then leave Walking past the offices And out through the door Does no one care? I catch a train Going nowhere in particular Finally the last stop comes I get up and walk out And hop on another train And get off At that trains Final stop I start to cry No one care five ticket inspectors have passed And none have checked my ticket. So I catch a train Home I open the door Mom is home She doesn’t even look up I run to the bathroom Wishing that a big hole Would suck me Into nothingness I cry and Fall asleep On the cold bathroom tiles In my pool Of tears Completely Forgotten I wake up Shivering Freezing I open my eyes Hoping to be in my bed But To my disappointment I was in the bathroom In a pool Of my own Tears Shed that afternoon I get up and look at myself My thick wavy brunette hair is everywhere I grab the scissors And snip Snip Snip Snip I cut it into uneven daggers I walk out to my mother making dinner She says it will be ready In two seconds She dishes up the food I eat with my family They ask me questions I shove food in my mouth to stop Me from crying Does no one care? The next day at school I walk in the school gates And it started to hail Not ice, But things you would find in a backpack Pencils, fruit, lipsticks, nail polish, rubbers ect. I ran out as the teachers looked I caught the bus Then the train Then another bus I ended up in the wrong end of town Where I met her A girl who I recognised From my school Hi She said We talked All day And All night When dawn broke She said Stick with me And you shall never get picked on So we went to school Where she walked to the principal And told him everything They expelled most people Who threw stuff at me And suspended all the rest We sat next to each other in every class And she walked me home Because she lived down the street from me. Finally someone cared! Raven black hair Bright green eyes And a beautiful personality She has kept all her promises I never feel alone I am happy And I am not getting picked on. But happiness can be crushed Simply by a flick of a hand Like the bruising of a rose. So I shall tiptoe like I am walking on thin ice So not to crack our friendship |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
"But happiness can be crushed Simply by a flick of a hand Like the bruising of a rose. So I shall tiptoe like I am walking on thin ice So not to crack our friendship" I am so impressed Madelyn, by your words. I was beginning to think that this was a pouting of feelings but you came across so mature. I enjoyed it, whether true or not. M (and again the words I quoted of yours were very well thought out.) |
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hunnie_girl
since 2006-06-18
Posts 2567Canada |
awwww such a beautiful story... Krysti |
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precious pearls Member
since 2009-07-24
Posts 110NJ; United States |
It was so pretty... and i'm really happy 4 you! It's good you finally found someone who cares, and MT sounds like a really good person. but what i wud do is try to stand on my own 2 feet... i'm not trying 2 b mean, but what would happen if MT n u got in a fight or somethin n u guys weren't friends nymore? But believe me, i kno how hard it is 2 learn 2 stand on ur own, i hav issues with that 2 so i kno how hard it is 2 b strong on ur own.... but jus give it a good try, n don't let them c how hurt u r, that jus makes em pick on u more... Always, |
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madelyn Member
since 2009-09-03
Posts 172Purgatory |
oh she has introduced me to other people who are my friends now but she is my best friend. |
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